animal ears

? Soon after, the rainy season began.

Flood floods are constantly scouring the bottom of the river bed. In the turbulent river, many destroyed oil trees float down from the upper reaches. The trunk of this tree is full of oil, and even if it gets wet, it can quickly ignite the fire, so this kind of wood is very important to the tribe. It is an essential resource.

Of course, it is also true for Cole and the others.

Since he lives in the humid jungle all the year round, he must collect as much of these fire-making materials as possible, which can not only keep warm and cook food, but also frighten wild animals to protect the cave. Therefore, every year during the rainy season, Cole will go to the upper reaches of the river to collect fire materials that have been washed down. Oil trees.

First of all, use the arresting mechanism installed long ago to stop the logs flowing down the river. Cole is very good at this, but Cole is not greedy. One tree trunk can meet their needs for a year. After collecting, release the mechanism so that the oil trees can continue to flow down.

The people in the village needed the wood too, Cole knew.

However, it is not so easy to enter the turbulent river to retrieve the wood, especially, those rapid flowing water may drag you into the river when you are not paying attention, Cole thought of a clever way , That is, during the dry season, the river course is slightly changed, so that the river flows slightly towards the bank, which makes it easier for him to hold on to those logs.

Timing is of the essence.

However, just as Cole was concentrating on staring at the wood, he did not notice two coyotes appearing behind him.

Hungry coyotes are opportunists. When they encounter a female who is alone, they will naturally not miss this delicious meal, so they quietly lurk and wait for the opportunity. When Cole is about to grab the wood, one of them suddenly opens its mouth. With a big mouth, he swooped towards Cole.

With a slight dodge, Cole avoided the coyote's sharp teeth, and the coyote only bit Cole's hat, and the whole thing fell into the rapids and was washed away by the river.

One was washed away, and one remained.

Cole turned around, smiled and took out the bone knife hidden on his body, and turned his eyes to the coyote behind him.

The coyote crawled down slightly, waiting to attack. It stretched out its claws, bared its teeth, and looked fierce.

Cole didn't care so much, the keen observation skills he had cultivated in the woods for many years made him discover the two coyotes long ago. For him, compared with large wild animals, coyotes were good prey, not only easier Catch them, and their meat can be eaten, their fur can be made into clothes, and their bones can be made into awls.

I wanted to lure them closer and catch them together, but unfortunately, one of them was swept away by the river, and the remaining one must be caught!

The hunter becomes the prey, and the prey becomes the hunter, all in one thought.

There is no constant law in the jungle, as long as you win, you have a chance to survive.

On the contrary, if you lose, you can only die.

Cole didn't intend to take the risk of getting entangled with the coyote. The coyote is notoriously aggressive and likes to attack the weak abdomen of the enemy, so Cole planned to strike first, took out the bone knife and rushed over, without hesitation. Rush to the coyote.

The coyote hesitated for a while. Seeing that Cole was rushing straight over, it took a few steps back, its momentum suddenly weakened, and then turned around to try to escape, but before it could take a few steps, Cole rushed over and pinned it to the ground. Naturally, the coyote resisted desperately. Without hesitation, Cole quickly pierced the coyote's head with a bone knife and cut off its spine. The coyote died instantly.

After taking back the bone knife and confirming that the coyote was completely dead, Cole turned around and fished out the oil wood from the river, and walked home with the coyote's body in his arms.

Despite the loss of the hat, it was worth it to catch a coyote.

Cole breathed a sigh of relief and was in a very good mood.

At this time downstream, the females in the village are also collecting oil wood by the river.

The downstream current is not very urgent, but it can't be too close to the edge. The female who grew up in the village knows where to get oil wood quickly, so she fished it quickly, but for Berg who just entered the village not long ago For him, it was really embarrassing for him, and he couldn't grasp a piece of wood for a long time.

Seeing that everyone around him had gained something and he had nothing, Berg was even more energetic now, thinking that he must not leave empty-handed.

Just as I was thinking, a few more oil trees floated upstream.

Berg was eager to try, but he still didn't see the right time and missed the opportunity.

Seeing this, the female next to her kindly said to Berg: "You are pregnant and cannot move easily. I will share all the oil and wood with you."

Berg shook his head and declined, "Thank you, but I still want to wait."

Even so, he didn't make any progress until the afternoon.

Oil trees can be collected at this season of the year, and the females in the village will only go to the forest together today, after today, no one will come again.Most of the rewarding females have left, and there are only a few left. Berg is one of them, and he still doesn't give up.

Just as the sun was about to set, he finally caught a piece of oil tree. The hard work of the day paid off, and Berg laughed happily. However, when he dragged the log ashore, he found the branch at the end of the oil tree. There is... a hat?

Berg looked around quickly, but he didn't see anyone, so he called everyone to come and have a look.

"Did someone drown?"

The other females looked at each other and chattered around the hat.

"But it's a winter hat. Who would wear such a hat this season?"

"Maybe it was left in the woods upstream and washed down by the rain."

"But this hat looks new..."

……

All the females next to him were chattering, but Berg, who was holding a hat, was in a daze.

He recognized the hat. It belonged to the female in the forest.

Could it be...that female fell into the river?

Realizing this, Berg hurriedly turned around and rushed home without saying a word. When he was about to reach the door, Berg, who was out of breath, happened to meet Simon who had come back from hunting. Berg rushed over and shouted in a hurry: "Simon!"

Seeing his partner running in such a hurry, Simon thought something had happened, so he rushed over anxiously, helped Berg and asked, "What's the matter, Berg? Did something happen?"

Shaking his head, Berg took a breath, then handed the hat in his arms to Simon, panting, "Do you remember this hat?"

Simon took a closer look, and then asked in amazement: "Huh? Isn't this the female in the woods? Why is it in your hands?"

"It floated down from the upper reaches of the river." Berg said, "When I went to collect oil wood today, I saw this hat in the river. You said that the current is so fast, the female will not fall into the water, right? "

Comforting his own female, Simon took the hat and said to Berg: "Berg, don't worry, you go home first, I will go to the patriarch's right away, and see if I can find some people to look for along the river, if he really If it fell into the water, you should be able to find it."

"En." Berg nodded. Although he was very anxious, this was the only thing he could do now. He silently prayed in his heart, hoping that the female who had helped him would be safe and sound.

On the other side, Simon quickly found the patriarch and explained the situation.

"A female hat?" Tyson, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, took the hat in confusion. It was made of animal skin and looked very well-made.

"It's the female who helped Berg and me in the forest last time." Simon said, "Berg is worried that something happened to him, so I hope to send some people to the river to look for it."

Hearing this, Tyson immediately recruited several orcs, including him, to the place where the hat was found, and then Tyson turned to those orcs and said: "We will split into two ways, you go downstream along the river bank, and I will go upstream with Simon." Look around and see if there's a drowned female."

For the tribe, every female is precious, even if there is a female with a partner, the orcs will try their best to find it.

Even more so for Tyson.

He couldn't forget how cruelly the village used to drive Cole away, so since then, he has taken special care of the distressed, injured, disabled and elderly females. Maybe he wanted to make up for it in this way, although He knew that this was just self-comfort.

Then, Tyson and Simon went upstream.

Touching this wet hat, the smell on it has been covered by the river water. However, Tyson felt a strange feeling. When walking up the river bank, he asked Simon: "It's so hot. Weather, is that female actually wearing a hat?"

"I also find it strange," Simon was also puzzled, "but when I saw that female, he was wearing a hat."

The female in the hat...

A strange feeling came to my heart.

Is it?

With his heart pounding, Tyson squinted at the hat and continued, "Tell me about him."

"Eh?"

About that female?

Simon blinked and looked at Tyson in a daze. He had only met that female once. What can he say?

But facing the expressionless Tyson, Simon, who felt the invisible pressure, had to scratch the back of his head, racking his brains and said: "That female is taller than the average female, with a strong body and good looks. Very familiar, it looks like he should have lived in the forest for a long time, oh, by the way, his orcs are very dangerous."

"Orcs?" Tyson stopped in his tracks, and a cold light flashed across his right eye.

A little frightened by that gaze, Simon nodded honestly and said, "When we met him, his orc hadn't shown up, but he followed us all the way, with a very strong breath and a very dangerous appearance. He should be worried about us. Will it hurt that female?"

A mighty orc...

Tyson lowered his eyes slightly, thinking about it, then he held his brain a little tighter and continued walking forward.

Can make orcs feel fear, that guy must not be simple.

"Norman, don't stare at the fire, your ears will burn." When preparing dinner, Norman squeezed in again, and Cole had to say helplessly.

"I won't... Ahh, it's so hot! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

Sure enough, Norman, whose ears were burned, looked at Cole with a sad face, and his burned ears drooped listlessly. Cole blew to him distressedly. Looking at the burned hair, he couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Do it?" I'll call you when I'm done, so let Norman do other things first."

The aggrieved Norman shook his head and said, "I don't want it. This is the only time I can look at Cole properly every day."

"Haven't we always been together?"

"It doesn't count if you can't see Cole." Norman pouted willfully, and said unhappily, "And today Cole was almost bitten by a coyote when he went to pick up wood. I'm not happy."

He really has a bad temper, but by the campfire, that awkward face is cute.

"I can still handle one or two coyotes." Cole continued to fiddle with the bonfire and said, "It's not the first time I've met them anyway, so Norman doesn't have to worry so much."

With this explanation, Norman was even more unhappy. He withdrew his gaze from staring at Cole, lowered his head sullenly, looked at the bonfire, and murmured softly: "Cole is too independent, he always handles everything by himself , why can't you rely on me occasionally?"

"Norman?"

Shaking his head, Norman stopped muttering to himself, and turned to Cole again. It was the person he liked, the person he was willing to protect for the rest of his life, and it was his female. After staring closely for a while, Norman suddenly hugged Cole. Cole, buried his head behind his ear, and said softly, "Cole, we will always be together."

I don't understand why Norman said this suddenly, but Cole still gently touched the head of the older kid in front of him, and gently agreed: "Well, we've been together all the time."

Hearing Cole's words, the sullen orc finally swept away the previous gloom. He fixedly looked at Cole with a happy brow, then suddenly kissed Cole hard on the face, and then rolled away with a blushing face. On the side, it turned into a huge tiger, showing its belly to Cole.

Is this being coquettish?Why are you acting coquettish all of a sudden?

And... why did Norman kiss himself?

Well, maybe it's the same as when I was a child, it's an expression of being close to myself.

Cole thought to himself, and thought so too.

Norman is a very good orc, but Cole never thought about it in other directions. He only knew that Norman was his family, his younger brother, and someone who would not dislike his animal ears.In fact, Cole feels a little inferior to himself, not only because of the hurt he received when he was kicked out, but also in his previous life, the one he liked said to his face, monster.

It's like the pain of being pierced by a knife in the heart.

He didn't want to experience this kind of injury again, so Cole never wanted to think about it.

The reason why he works so hard to train himself so that he can live independently is because in Cole's mind, Norman may leave sooner or later. Norman will find the female he likes, return to the village to start a family, and then Live a peaceful life.

It's just a joke to talk about being together for a lifetime, and Cole won't take it seriously.

This is like an agreement between children, pure and fragile, but it is fascinating.

Maybe the person who really wants to be together for a lifetime is yourself.

However, Cole did not have self-confidence. He was afraid that he would not be able to keep anything, and that he would die as bleakly as before, so he kept forcing himself to be strong.

Live strong, live by yourself, even if you are alone, you can live...

Looking at the big tiger who kept acting coquettishly in front of him, Cole bent the corners of his eyes, endured the bitterness in his heart, and kept smiling. ?